bedtime fairytale

i was in bed. eight o'clock. daddy was tucking me in, and i was in bed. daddy was holding frankie in his arms. while daddy was tucking me in frankie droobled on my bed. it came slobering on down to my bed. it got spit up on it. daddy said "not again!" he had to change my bed covers. that's what he had to do mumma. i was trying to get asleep. yes. i had to get out of my bed. i was going on my bed, on my floor, on my bed, on the floor. see mumma? he had to take me off the bed. he didn't say anything. he changed it. he takes my dirty bed cover off. in the wash. i said it, a clean blanket and a bed cover. that's my end of my story.

(bellanotes: i like it just like that.)